It seems
I am waiting again
Like last time
Waiting for you to come
I don’t sit
But I stand
Staring out my window
Watching the moon hides herself behind the clouds
As you are trying to hide from me
The candles are melting
With barely little light
Like my hope inside
Pitch black gets darker
Can I hold much longer?
Through thin and thicker?
But
I am still waiting
Like last time
Waiting for you to come
I don’t sit
But I stand
Staring out my window
Wondering about the moon and you
The candles are melting
With barely little light
Like my hope inside
Pitch black gets darker
Can I hold much longer?
Through thin and thicker?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem